The independent reconnaissance battalion belonging to the attacking force on the Chinese side of the Hairpa Mountains was actively preparing for the upcoming interspersed mission, and in the mountainous jungle on the other side, a man was taking advantage of the dark night to cover his thighs and stagger through it, but after walking a few steps, he stopped, leaned against a camphor tree with the mouth of a bowl, and began to gasp for breath. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Sweat flowed down his cheeks like a waterfall, and the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat, but this person didn't seem to care about these anymore, he only looked at the road he had just walked in a daze, with a twisted fear on his pale face, and at this moment, a rustling sound sounded in the treetops close at hand.

When this person heard the voice, the whole person couldn't help but panic, and quickly lay down on the spot, and then gathered the dead branches and fallen leaves beside him to his body, and the whole person hid in it like an ostrich, revealing only two panicked little eyes, staring at the road he had just walked over in horror!

"Puff~~Puff~~" With a few slight snorts, the sound of sassing was getting closer and closer, and just as he was nervously staring ahead, a gray-black cobra suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the snake hyacinth that spewed out from time to time almost touched his eyes, which made him stunned, and the snake seemed to sense that something was wrong, and shrank his head back.

But the strange moment of this person and a snake both stunned did not last long, and I saw that the cobra suddenly opened its bloody mouth and surged towards the person, and the person lying on the ground was not to be outdone, freed his two hands, grabbed the cobra that was about to bite him, and then twisted his hands left and right, the cobra shook its tail a few times, and the whole body was paralyzed.

"Damn, it's a snake, I thought it was a Chinese!" Looking at the dead cobra in his hand, he was so nervous that he only gasped, but there was a self-deprecating sneer on the corner of his mouth, but as soon as he finished talking to himself, there was a heart-rending pain in his chest. He quickly put his hand on his chest again, but the severe pain was not relieved by this, but the pain became more uncontrollable.

But even then he didn't dare to scream, and could only lift his face, which was almost twisted in pain. The closed gums made a "gurgling~~" sound, and at this moment, a ray of white moonlight passed through the gap between the jungles and shone on his face, through this layer of white moonlight.

His pale and somewhat hideous face is even more clearly recognizable, and he is none other than the captain of the Vietnamese special agent brigade who led the Vietnamese army special agent team to infiltrate the Chinese side for reconnaissance and successfully escaped the pursuit of Gu Zelin's anti-infiltration combat team, Major Officer Nguyen Chong Minh!

Ruan Chongming was about to arrive at the reconnaissance site and was ambushed by Gu Zelin and them, but fortunately, he had excellent military skills, and he was not panicked at a critical moment, and he was able to escape unconsciously when the entire agent team led by him was annihilated. However, he escaped, but his outer thigh was pierced by a bullet, which also added many variables to his escape path.

Although he was wounded and had difficulty moving, he still relied on his unique battlefield sense, his skillful battlefield experience and familiarity with the geographical environment of Mt. Fakka, and he quickly got rid of the pursuit of Chinese scouts.

Of course, as a Vietnamese army officer who had been trained in China, Nguyen Chongming naturally knew that the Chinese would not give up, and he also understood that the most dangerous place was the safest. So Ruan Chongming didn't blindly run away in the direction of his own position,

Because he knew that if he did this, he would be caught by well-trained Chinese scouts sooner or later, so Ruan Chongming came to do the opposite. After killing a horse pistol, he quietly returned to the mass grave next to the station of the Yankuai team, in order to stay here for a while, not only to avoid the search of the Chinese scouts, but also to take the opportunity to spy on the intelligence of the Yankuai team, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone!

In this way, Ruan Chongming lurked quietly in the mass grave like a poisonous snake. In the past few days, he did see a lot of various types of main battle equipment of the Zhongyankuai team in place, but compared to those commonplace conventional equipment, what scared him the most was the dozens of individual bazookas, especially the shooting demonstration training at the temporary shooting range of the Zhongyankuai team the day before yesterday.

That kind of huge power, skyrocketing fireballs, and extremely strong destructive effects all made Ruan Chongming, who had witnessed all this, feel palpitations. Not only that, as an experienced and knowledgeable weapon, Ruan Chongming immediately judged that this new Chinese rocket launcher was a sharp weapon for dealing with his own tunnel fortifications!

How could Ruan Chongming let go of such important information, so he ignored the injuries and dangers that had just improved, and quietly infiltrated the station of the Zhongyankuai team under the cover of night, taking advantage of the actual change of guard of the sentry in the weapons warehouse, he went into the warehouse and prepared to steal a bazooka and take it back.

But when he just opened the individual bazooka storage box, and before he could take it away, he was discovered by the alert Chinese sentry, and in a hurry, Ruan Chongming could only hurriedly put the "Portable Individual Bazooka Instructions" in the storage box into his arms, and then absconded in a hurry like a dog jumping over a wall

"What the hell is in that bazooka? How can it be so powerful? But no matter what, it's good to have something in hand, this Chinese recruit is really a bastard" Ruan Chongming squeezed the stolen manual tightly in his hand, although he was afraid, he still did not forget to laugh at the Chinese soldiers who were thrown away by himself, but ridicule is ridicule, Ruan Chongming still carefully put away this manual.

Because this weapon, which is very likely to be used against the strong tunnels of the Vietnamese army, may change the entire war situation, he wants to bring this manual back to the Vietnamese army, and if there is an opportunity, it is best to give it to the Soviet big brother, so that they can study and study the mystery of this new weapon of the Chinese, so as to find a way to crack it, and then better defeat them in the upcoming war.

With such a heart, he embarked on the return journey back to the Vietnamese army camp, but he didn't expect that this road made him walk dangerously abnormal, not to mention the poisonous snakes and fierce insects in the jungle, dozens of Chinese reconnaissance teams were active in the entire Faka Mountain area, and the route he walked coincided with the route of the Chinese scouts infiltrating Vietnam, so he could only hide in Tibet along the way, plus he was injured, and it was not easy to move quickly。 Everywhere there are soldiers!

Thinking of this, Ruan Chongming shook his head helplessly, and the pain of the wound caused by catching the snake was also reduced, and then Ruan Mingzhe suddenly remembered something. I touched my body quickly with my hand, and my pale face suddenly turned pale:

"Why is it gone?"

After speaking, he hurriedly lay on the ground, rummaging wildly with his hand in the place where he had just fallen, and suddenly Ruan Mingzhe's hand touched a square object wrapped in cloth. Then he quickly picked it up, and looked at the portable bazooka instructions in his hand by the faint moonlight, and couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face:

"I've finally found you!" After speaking, he wiped the dirt on the instruction manual with the placket of his clothes, and then carefully put it into his pocket, when Ruan Chongming finished all this, he couldn't help but exhale easily, and then that self-deprecating smile appeared on his face again.

What is wrong with him? He cherishes a small weapon manual from the Chinese so much, could it be that he is really afraid of them? Thinking of this, the smile on Ruan Chongming's face became even stronger. How could you be afraid, you must know that you are a battle-hardened veteran who has defeated the French and Americans with your own hands.

Although last year's war was temporarily lost, it was because an elite like him did not participate in the war at all, and now the elite of the Vietnamese army has been exhausted, coupled with the Soviet big brother's compensation for the losses of the Vietnamese army and additional weapons and equipment assistance, the combat effectiveness of the Vietnamese army can be described as not what it used to be, how can it be afraid?

However, Nguyen Chongming's superior smile did not last long, because last year's Chinese cross-border combat operation impressed all Vietnamese people too deeply, and Nguyen Chongming naturally included the Type 78 assault rifle and gun-mounted grenade launcher for individual soldiers, the Type 78 machine gun and light automatic grenade launcher for squad support, and the long-range artillery for long-distance support.

These weapons and equipment are stacked on top of each other. Coupled with the glorious tradition of the Zhongyankuai team as always not afraid of sacrifice and courage, the whole war presented a one-sided situation like devastation, if it were not for the fact that China faced the northern pressure of the Soviet Union's big brother, and finally withdrew its troops after hiding in Liangshan. It is estimated that the Yankuai team has long drunk the Maqi Poor River and captured the capital Hanoi!

Such a big defeat and loss is something he has never encountered since joining the army, thinking about the whole process of the war, Ruan Chongming couldn't help but shudder, and hit the Type 78 firearm in the hands of the Yankuai team. The gun-mounted grenade launcher under the gun hanging, the light automatic grenade launcher, the long-range artillery, and the new sniper rifle turned the battle-hardened Vietnamese army into a lamb to the slaughter in an instant.

Now there is another portable individual rocket launcher, which makes him even more daunting, and at the same time, he can't help but wonder, what magic power has the Chinese obtained, how can new weapons and equipment be created one after another like the never-ending waves of the sea?

Haven't they just gone through a special period? Aren't they waiting to be rebuilt? Aren't they technologically backward? But no matter what kind of weapons and equipment, whether in terms of technological processing or use efficiency, Ruan Chongming cannot see that the Chinese have a trace of backwardness in this regard, and not only that, but even a little more sophisticated than the technology of their former opponent, the United States, and the Soviet Union, which is close to them, how did they do it? Could it be that the Chinese can do witchcraft and magic?

Thinking of this, Ruan Chongming couldn't help but shake his head, how could he believe in the witchcraft and magic of the Devil Maozi as a member of the Communist Party, it must be Lu Jiadong in the Yankuai industrial circles, otherwise it would be impossible to develop so many weapons and equipment with excellent performance in such a short period of time!

"Could it be that this Chinese named Lu Jiadong is really their Kalashnikov?" Ruan Minh Zhe touched the pamphlet on his body, frowned slightly, and then nodded, it should be right, no, you have to go back quickly! Thinking of this, Ruan Chongming endured the severe pain in his legs, stood up with the trunk of the tree, just wanted to step forward, but was suddenly blocked by a gun barrel behind him, just when Ruan Chongming thought he was captured, a long-lost Vietnamese suddenly came from behind him:

"Who are you?"

"Captain of the special team, Ruan Chongming" was excited and delighted, which made Ruan Mingzhe's originally tense thoughts suddenly relaxed, and he spread it on the ground before he finished speaking!

"It's Captain Nguyen, quick, carry him to the high ground!" When Nguyen Chong Minh fell, several Vietnamese soldiers carried Nguyen Minh Triet on their shoulders and galloped towards the main position on Pha Kha Hill not far away (to be continued). )